Until late at night.
Inside the cave, the originally dark and humid space had become very dry due to the fusion of Ling Yuan and Immortal Herb.
The moss on the walls of the cave has curled and turned yellow, and the originally moist soil on the ground has dried and cracked into fine lines.
At this moment, Ling Yuan was sitting cross-legged on a futon that had been burned to ashes. The clothes around him had also been dyed into ashes by the overflowing flames. The fine pieces of cloth were scattered around, with the edges charred and curled.
Even the Storage Soul Tool worn on the hand was burned into white ash, and the silvery white powder was scattered among the ashes, mixed with the plant ashes, and it was impossible to distinguish them from each other.
"This feels really great!"
Ling Yuan exclaimed and spread his hands in front of him.
She clearly felt that her cultivation talent had been greatly improved, and even her appearance and figure had become more beautiful and smooth.
She lowered her head, looked at her spread hands, looked over them several times, and couldn't help but excitedly muttered to herself:
"The grass you gave me is really great!"
"Not only has my strength been enhanced, but my Martial Soul flame has also been purified."
She clenched her fist, and a crimson flame suddenly shot up in her palm, emitting a scorching and warm light in the darkness.
The flame jumped a few times, then slowly converged and disappeared into the palm of my hand again.
"Furthermore, I have a hunch that as long as I can find a suitable eighth or ninth Soul Ring, I can make my Martial Soul break through the shackles and advance!"
As she spoke, a gust of cold wind blew from outside the cave, brushing her bare shoulders with a hint of coolness.
"Yeah--!"
Ling Yuan Only then did he realize that he was sitting naked.
"Broken!"
She quickly crossed her hands in front of her chest, keeping her arms tightly close to her body, trying to block the two magnificent "arrogances".
But her arms were too thin, and her "Ao Ran" was too plump, so they couldn't be covered at all, and the spring light leaking between her fingers only made it more obvious.
"My Soul Tool has also been burned, what should I do?"
She bit her lip, frowned slightly, and glanced around the cave.
There was nothing but ashes and rubble on the ground, and there wasn't even a piece of cloth to cover her shame.
She thought for a moment and glanced outside the cave. The night at the entrance of the cave was as dark as ink, and the cries of night birds could be heard faintly in the distance.
"Should we call the adults over?"
"But I look like this... what if he comes to feel it?"
"Should I give it or not?"
She lowered her head, looked at the proud pair on her chest, raised her hand and pinched her cheek, and said to herself:
"Probably... not right?"
"My lord, what beauty have you not seen?"
"His wife and Mr. Holy Maiden are both stunningly beautiful. He must look down on my beauty, right?"
"Oh, forget it."
She sighed, let go of her hands, and allowed the pair of "arrogant people" to be exposed to the air without any obstruction.
Ling Yuan raised his hand and patted his chest, making a soft "pop" sound. His muscles trembled a few times, causing ripples visible to the naked eye.
"Anyway, I am devoted to cultivation and have no plans to get married in the future."
"If he wants it, let him have it."
"It's just enough to leave a deep impression on him and let him know how powerful I am." She smiled and nodded, "Anyway, with his small body, it will probably be over in a few minutes."
Thinking of this, she took a deep breath, mustered up her courage, and shouted outside the cave.
"Sir--! Can you come in for a moment?"
After a while, footsteps sounded, and Zhao Linchuan walked in slowly.
Ling Yuan still chose to sit on the ground, not covering up anything, and showing himself openly.
She looked up at Zhao Linchuan and said in a gentle and natural tone:
"Sir, my clothes and Soul Tool have been burned. Do you have any extra clothes that you can give me?"
Zhao Linchuan looked at her calm look and said in a playful tone:
"I said Ling Yuan, you should cover it with your arms at least."
"If you do this, I will suspect that you are seducing me."
"How dare Ling Yuan seduce you?" Ling Yuan met Zhao Linchuan's gaze and met his eyes without hesitation, "I believe in your character, so I dare to 'treat you calmly'."
"Then you are mistaken." Zhao Linchuan raised a smirk on his lips and walked towards her, "I am a villain who will do whatever it takes to achieve my goals."
"Very small?"
Ling Yuan's gaze lowered, a provocative smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his tone was as frivolous as if he was teasing a child.
"Would you like... let me see?"
"Do you want to meet him?" Zhao Linchuan stood in front of her and looked at her condescendingly, with a somewhat dangerous look in his eyes, "After I meet him, I won't be able to help you anymore."
"Haha, it doesn't matter."
Ling Yuan chuckled, she slowly turned around, put her hands on the ground, knelt on her knees, and knelt on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, her waist slowly sank, her "face" was slightly raised, and her long hair fell from her shoulders and spread out on both sides, revealing a large smooth back.
She said in a tone like a big sister teasing her little brother:
"If you can't bear it, Ling Yuan can help you."
"It's just that, sir, you must take it easy and don't give me your child without holding back."
"Otherwise, if I get pregnant with your baby, your wife and Mr. Holy Maiden will not be able to forgive you..."
"Woo--!"
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly let out a rapid whimper, as if something was blocking her throat. Her whole body instantly leaned forward, her hands on the ground struggled hard, and her body was tense and trembling.
"Sir... my lord..."
"You, how, how, why are you so... so sudden..."
One morning two days later.
The eastern twilight is rising, illuminating the earth.
The birds outside the cave were chirping, the fog in the mountains had slowly dispersed in the morning light, and the mountains in the distance were looming in the mist, as beautiful as a landscape painting.
Inside the cave.
Ling Yuan was sitting on the ground wearing Zhao Linchuan's robe, her hair hanging loosely on her shoulders, and a few strands of hair stuck to her cheeks, making her face look even more tired.
She rubbed her knees with great grievance.
The two knees were red and swollen, and a layer of skin was worn away, exposing the tender red flesh underneath, which was shocking.
She rubbed her teeth while grinning, and her whole person exuded an aura of "I have suffered a great injustice."
"Sir! Do you only know that one kind of move?!"
She said something in a resentful tone, with a hint of crying, and almost shed tears.
Two whole days and three nights, two days and three nights!
She stayed in that position for two days and three nights!
Kneel or lie on your stomach, your waist sinks, your "face" tilts up, your hands are on the ground, unable to move.
If it weren't for her being Soul Master, whose physique is far beyond that of ordinary people, her kneecaps would probably be ground to pieces!